Monday, July 18, 2005

Just for mom

I guess this is your own personal letter since no one else has written me. I kind of wondered if you had when I sent my last letter, and that made me feel a little bad, but my chastisement was for these who hadn’t yet written me. You can choose whether or not to let others read this, but I would appreciate you not letting Lizzy and Sara read until they have each sent me a letter. I hate to have to say that, but letters are my only connection with the outside world, серёзно. If you want to know what it is like to live inside a bubble, live in the MTC. Its even weird now for me to see cars when I do. That’s when you know you are really in a bubble.
(Left - The sisters in our branch in front of the big map, pointing to where we are going. Sisters Skabelund, Shelton, Egan, Christensen, Nielson, me, and Wilson) Well, I guess I am getting better at Russian, though it is a slow process of learning things here and there. But, on this Wednesday we are teaching the first lesson “по-рýсски” (in Russian). That will be a challenge, but it will be good. Unfortunately, I kind of feel like I am just memorizing sentences right now and not really learning vocabulary. I still pray in Russian and English though in class we pray 100% in Russian. Its really amazing how fast we can learn.
Every Sunday we have an interview with one of the members of our Branch Presidency. This time we met with President Fillmore. I and the other Сёстры went up after Relief Society to do so. The Сёстры in the other companionship went first. Then Сестра Wilson so I was the last one. My companion came out crying, so I wondered if there was something wrong. I went in, and one of the first things he said to me was, “The first time we met, I had the feeling that you are someone I will never have to worry about.” That made me feel really good. It surprised me, though. Then he asked me if that was true and I said, I think so. We talked about some other things and we talked about learning Russian. He said, “I trust you will go beyond in learning the language not just stick with mission vocabulary.” He counseled me to pick up a newspaper every now and then when I get there. I hope he is right, but I guess I must trust that he knows what he is talking about.
My companion really wants to read the new Harry Potter book. Брат Снег, one of our teachers, told us that some Mission Presidents will let you read approved books when you reach a certain language point. He also said some missionaries read Harry Potter, so that is what she is shooting for. I figured I might as well shoot for that, too. Of course, there is no guarantee that would be one of the books he would let us read, but if not, maybe I’ll do that when I get home. It would be kind of cool to be able to say I had read Harry Potter in Russian. Of course, there are always things like War & Peace and other originally Russian novels.
I’m thinking that maybe I will minor in Russian when I get back. Of course, that may mean I am in school longer, but I’m sure that would be beneficial to me, no matter what I end up doing later in life. (Me with Sisters Skabelund and Nielson outside of our residence)
Lets see, I guess I am starting to settle down into a routine, though I still find it hard to sleep at night, both getting to sleep and staying asleep the whole night. I think the trouble I’m having with falling asleep has to do with a number of things. 1) Our beds make noises and when anyone moves, I hear that. 2) We sleep in bunkbeds and when Сестра Wilson moves in her bed, it moves mine. 3) I have a lot on my mind. Anyway, I’m sleeping a little better at night. I started listening to music to help me fall asleep but I’ve also been praying for help. In addition to that, I traded mattresses with another Сестра and now my mattress isn’t so soft.
Anyway, tonight is another devotional. I’m actually getting sick, so I don’t know how well I’ll sing, but I’m going to go anyway and at least pretend to sing. Perhaps if I take water with me, I will be able to make it.
I don’t know, I guess I don’t really have anything else to say for now, but I had a little bit of time while I was waiting for different things all day.

Love,

Сестра Атвуд

P.S. Seriously, don’t let Lizzy and Sara read this or any other letter until they have each sent me a letter, every time. That is the only thing I can think or to give them incentive to write me.

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